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The Warlock with Serious Focus
Elaine shadowed him closely the next day—back to the ministry and up to the lab. She curled up in her chair with an engaging novel while he chopped, ground, distilled, combined, and brewed tirelessly. It was long after lunch when she teased him away to eat.
"Severus, you need to eat."
"Hmm? What? Nonsense. I've brewed whole fortnights without pause."
Elaine frowned at his inattention to his own needs. She shook back her tumbleweed of hair and taking another tactic, she tried again, "Severus… I'm hungry."
This got his undivided attention. "Well that's different. Shall we go out then?"
Tumbleweed, #92